year and for one night only, on the seventh night of the seventh moon, what was rent can be sewn.
Magpies lend a hand, or rather a wing. Linking wings, they form a bridge for the nighttime encounter.
Weavers, embroiderers and tailors from all over China are on pins and needles, praying it will not rain.
If it does not, the weaver Zhinü gets under way. The dress she slips on and will soon slip off is the work of her masterful hands.
But if it rains, the magpies will not come, no bridge across the heavens will knit up what has been unraveled, and on earth no festival will celebrate the art of loom and needle.
August 4
C LOTHING T ELLS THE T ALE
Some two thousand years ago the great city of the Miaos was razed.
As ancient Chinese manuscripts reveal, somewhere in the vast plains between the Yellow and Yangtze Rivers, lay a city where âpeople with wings who called themselves the Miaos lived.â
There are nearly ten million Miaos in China today. They speak a language that was never written down, but they dress in clothing that speaks of their lost grandeur. With silk threads they weave the story of their origins and their exodus, their births and their burials, wars of gods and of men, and also the monumental city that no longer is.
âWe wear the city,â one of the oldest of them explains. âThe gate is in the cowl. The streets run all over the cloak, and on the shoulders our gardens grow.â
August 5
T HE L IAR W HO W AS B ORN T HRICE
In 1881, when Pinocchio was no more than two months old, he was already an idol among Italyâs children.
The book that narrated his adventures sold like candy.
Pinocchio was created by the carpenter Geppetto, who in turn was created by the writer Carlo Collodi. As soon as Geppetto made his hands, pinewood hands, the doll pulled off the carpenterâs wig and revealed his bald pate. No sooner had he made his legs than Pinocchio took off running to complain to the police.
Collodi was fed up with the shenanigans of this mischievous brat and decided to hang him. He left him swinging from a holm oak.
Soon enough, besieged by the children of all Italy, Collodi had to bring him back to life. That was his second birth.
The third birth was a few years in coming. In 1940 Walt Disney stirred up a jam of honey and tears in Hollywood and resurrected Pinocchio, miraculously made good.
August 6
G ODâS B OMB
In 1945, while this day was dawning, Hiroshima lost its life. The atomic bombâs first appearance incinerated this city and its people in an instant.
The few survivors, mutilated sleepwalkers, wandered among the smoking ruins. The burns on their naked bodies carried the stamp of the clothing they were wearing when the explosion hit. On what remained of the walls, the atom bombâs flash left silhouettes of what had been: a woman with her arms raised, a man, a tethered horse.
Three days later, President Harry Truman spoke about the bomb over the radio.
He said: âWe thank God that it has come to us, instead of to our enemies; and we pray that He may guide us to use it in His ways and for His purposes.â
August 7
S PY O N M E
Mata Hari was born on this day in 1876.
Sumptuous beds were her battlefields in World War I. Top military and political leaders succumbed to her charms, and they confided secrets she then sold to France or Germany or whomever would pay more.
In 1917 a French military court condemned her to death.
The most beloved spy in the world blew kisses to the firing squad.
Eight of the twelve soldiers missed.
August 8
C URSED A MERICA
Today in 1553 marked the end of Girolamo Fracastoroâs life. The Italian physician and writer had researched syphilis, among other contagious diseases, and concluded that the malady did not come to Europe from the Indians of the Americas.
In our time, Moacyr Scliar, Fracastoroâs Brazilian colleague in science and letters, continued demolishing the myth of the supposed âAmerican